No I'm not cheating. Nor have I, but I've been working on this for 2 days.
He freshened up,
turned and said,
“I’ll let your bredrins fuck”.
I just shut up,
thinkin’, I’d been pimped for just enough.
We parted ways.
I ordered wings from hooters,
Me not amazed..
He was downing shooters,
But we equated -
plus me minus money
equalled getting faded
as my oldest denim blues.
I folded tens in twos,
I bent my waist to lace my shoes.
Dudes were watching places
they thought they could stick and move.
we were back to spooning, wrists in cuffs.
Tuning up, tooling,
Drinkin’ brews in Dixie cups.
I asked him after
why his acts to bate a master mattered.
He sat up quick with laughter,
Tried to get his answer gathered.
I told him “Nevermind”,
Like Kurt and Courtney kinda Love.
Shoot, I would draw the line
so long as he would sign above.
My older cousin urged me
“E, don’t ever save-a-hoe”
Even if it's a dude in the sense
Fucking up your mood with his scents
He was “waiting” for his girlfriend,
and had “just a day to go.”
‘Cause “She had gone abroad for school,
just coolin’, while I stay on the block .
Local college bitch who had the fools follow and flock.
And we’re engaged”,
had I known I would’ve parted ways,
instead of making waves to beat his heart and part my legs
But I digress.
He layed in bed,
My head next to his chest.
He took a breath and gathered what it took to tell the rest.
“When she gets home tomorrow
I won’t be a wreck,
checking all her texts to see if evidence is left.
The president’s been set,
we won’t be meddling in threats.”
He swallowed once and laughed
like every truth was all in-gest… ed.
“I only wanted
our relationship to be the best.
Try to pick it up where she and I
had always left…
I can’t expect it to be smooth when all the stress… hits.
But I won’t ask her ’bout the dudes that she had slept… with.
‘Cause I'm that brother, man!
Forever under covers, man!
I’ve come up with the upper hand.
leave a bitch with dick
but not a crutch to stand”.
I was feeling used,
Heart pounding purple.
“I’m not tryna be hurtful,
It’s just a case of role reversal.”
I let him up,
had better leverage to the cup.
I took a sip and watched the bathroom
door behind him shut.
he had his mind made up,
never adorned the cover-up.
I adored the mans worth
and paid no mind toward his slut.
he cracked it open,
balls and back no longer really showing.
Me putting on my ankle-socks
had barely got a toe in.
“If she was out there fucking everything that walked,
And playing pipe with dudes while I'm posting on the block,
then everybody’d say she was
just acting like a man,
And I’m the whore?
E, I don’t understand.
It’s the excuse of where your fucking gender lands.